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Sorry, I have no Bananas Lyrics, would you please submit Bananas Lyrics to me? Thank you. Review about Bananas MORIRE DA SOLO (DIE ALONE) - Andre Nickatina | Reviewer: Sheilah Fckn E | 9/24/2008 Man im a die alone - lonely w/ a hole in my soul. sorta like poker when U fold. Wearin hot furs in the cold. I'm a die alone. U can feel the greed in my bones. Excuse my religion 4 the cash,how long will it last, I see the future in my weed bag. Man im a die alone. the bitches even say it on the phone. im in a zone in my own home. I spit like a cobra. im rite ova yo shoulda. my zodiac sign N ya mind till its ova. man I'm a die alone. N i can feel the hand of the gods. they comes when i open the Qur-an. cause if im ever gone, get an I-Pod. it a let U no I'm a Capo not a Dom! -God Khan. I spend my yrs like my last days here. I work it from the back 2 the front 2 the rear-yes dear! A real rap cats in the buildin', before I leave tell me how Ya feelin'. I'm A die alone. Equito-U can..creamate me down to the ashes, don't wanna see my momma cryin' over a casket...& the faster i live man my lifes like a party & visions of me dien like west indian achie...i was real deal razor a player thru all the drama, from cold deals, high heelz all of the carma commin back, every breath every breathi'm feelin' a slow death, although you no i can't expect anything less...i was the frontline, just ta fight ya battle, like the CHE of the bay its just me & my shadow...i handle it till i'm gone & old with arthritis, threw grinds & the hustles, drugs & allnighters...i went thru all the static, hoes on automatic, back 2 back blowin it cravin' a bad habit...trust, u no imma tell it all on the microphone, & i can feel it in my heart, IMMA DIE ALONE!! Andre-U no when I die it mite ve a real Ku-Da-Ty, imagine if U heard every rhyme, picture every line, touch every fine ass dime, magic on ya tires make em shine! I'm A die alone. It's just like bullets N the chrome. Ya there but cha really not a home! Ya hear the death tone thru the phone, laugh N ya gone, everythang right get wrong. Man i'm the Vegas type. man what cha paper like. then holla back, then holla back homey when U get yo paper right. cause i'm a die alone. N the Benz i roll. Wrap me like a mummy Eqypt Pharoah. sock it 2 my pocket like a rocket, 4 ever these words a keep my photo in ya lock it. Sweet ass cotton candy or a jonny rancher. the foe foe matters. cause its bout Hank Gathers! I'm a die alone, cam with my wings on my own. I'll look like an eagle when they get fully grown, on the rope. the gods say roll up the dope, & like Stacey Latisaw hit every note till i'm broke. ever thou its butta they say ya soul retreats 2 tha gutta! w/ all others! no happiness is shown. They show U from the gate baby U can die alone. Man U can die alone! Review the song Bananas The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Andre Nickatina" Music | |
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